A single spark can start a prairie fire.

Xu Shitou is just a microcosm, a microcosm of many villages near Menglianggu, and a microcosm of all the people throughout the Qing Dynasty.

After all, we were in the Qing Dynasty, and the excessive exploitation by the government and gentry had already made it difficult for the people to survive, but Qian Deafangou, an unworldly wise master, had no problem going to the south of the Yangtze River to inspect the little lady.

River engineering——

When the emperor goes on patrol, the streets must be sprinkled with water, and roads must be paved with loess. Each place must prepare a camp every thirty miles. Programs must be prepared for the emperor to watch but the emperor may not necessarily watch, and the people must kneel in advance to welcome them.

Which of these items is not allowed to employ people? Which item is not allowed to cost money?

Where do people come from? Where does money come from?

Those who can get close to the emperor are definitely not ordinary people, but those who work hard are definitely ordinary people; those who provide money may be gentry and wealthy businessmen, but ordinary people cannot escape the fate of being plundered.

Every time a money-deaf old dog travels, it will make the already difficult life of the people even more difficult.

Therefore, under the calm surface of the lake is a turbulent undercurrent, and under the peaceful and prosperous age of the Qing Dynasty, there is also the wailing and unwillingness of the people.

The emergence of the farmers' association is like throwing a pebble into a calm lake, finding a way for the undercurrents under the lake to vent, and giving the people a channel to vent their unwillingness.

Starting from Xuzhuang, a small village not far from Menglianggu, more and more Zhuangzi began to choose to join the farmers' association, and more and more young people chose to defect to Menglianggu.

Zhu Xiaosong's team also expanded directly from two to three hundred people to more than a thousand people in a snowballing manner.

However, just when Zhu Xiaosong was happy about the expansion of his team and was wondering whether to develop in the direction of Pingyi or Yinan next, Tiandihui brought news that no one expected.

The Shandong Governor's Yamen issued an announcement saying that Zhu Xiaosong had been wiped out by the government.

Zhu Xiaosong looked at Ke Zhiming, the leader of Qingmu Hall of Tiandi Hui, who reported the news to him, with a confused look on his face. He pointed back at himself and asked: "Are we being wiped out by the government now?"

Ke Zhiming cupped his hands and replied: "Yes, that's what the notice on the governor's office in Shandong says. Places such as Yanzhou Hefu and Tai'an Prefecture have posted notices on the governor's office. Only Mengyin has not posted it."

"According to the information provided by the brothers below, Fubiao under the jurisdiction of the Governor of Shandong and Hebiao under the jurisdiction of the Governor of Jining River Channel have recently been recruiting troops, most likely with the intention of encircling the young master."

Zhu Xiaosong was not surprised at all by the news that the Governor's Yamen and the River Governor's Yamen planned to encircle and suppress Mengyin. After all, there were still about ten days before the old dog Qian Deaf went to the south of the Yangtze River. Mingxing, the governor of Shandong, could not be in a hurry.

Regarding how to deal with the encirclement and suppression by the Governor's Yamen and the River Governor's Yamen, Zhu Xiaosong had already made a plan, but it was just a matter of soldiers coming to block it and water coming to cover it up.

But what Zhu Xiaosong didn't expect was that Mingxing, the governor of Shandong, would actually announce that he had been wiped out by officers and soldiers.

Isn't this old Tatar afraid of being beaten instead of suppressing the bandits?

Thinking of this, Zhu Xiaosong asked again: "Is there any news from the third child?"

Ke Zhiming cupped his hands and said: "Back to the young master, the third young master and the Erniu brothers have already passed Zowu. In about half a month, they will be near Peixian County. However, if the third young master turns west from Peixian County, he is likely to be hit by a collision.

Fukang'an, who is currently suppressing the rebellion in Shan County, may I ask the young master if he would like his subordinates to send someone to notify the third young master?"

Zhu Xiaosong pondered for a while and said: "Send someone to tell the third son that Fukang'an is leading the troops in Shan County. He will make the rest of the matter himself."

Ke Zhiming bowed his hands in agreement, and then continued: "Master, there is one more thing."

Zhu Xiaosong asked: "What's going on?"

Ke Zhiming said: "Sir, my brothers in Texas have sent news that there is a crazy scholar in Texas who has failed many attempts. He originally wanted to rely on the book "Thunderbolt Strategy" that he bought from a secondhand book stall.

I want to be lucky enough to get promoted, but I don’t want to be ordered by Qian Deaf to strip me of my title and make me lose my job."

"Fortunately, I learned that Zhou Gongmao took pity on his madness, so this crazy scholar was not beaten to death. But no one would have thought that this crazy scholar was beaten to death, but the madness was cured, and he will be in the Ming Dynasty after that.

He appears crazy on the surface, but secretly he is obsessed with firearms."

"If the young master feels that this crazy scholar is useful, can my subordinates send someone to capture this crazy scholar and bring him into the dark?"

Zhu Xiaosong glanced at Ke Zhiming unexpectedly.

This guy is quite talented. He actually knows how to pay attention to the development of firearms, and even thinks of inviting people to Meng Lianggu?

After thinking about it, Zhu Xiaosong said: "There is no need to capture him. Since this person is devoted to firearms but behaves crazy, I am afraid that he is also dissatisfied with the Tatars in his heart. Just send someone to invite him. If he wants to come, he will come. If not,

I’d like to talk about it later.”

Ke Zhiming immediately understood what Zhu Xiaosong meant, raised his hands and said, "Yes, I understand."

Zhu Xiaosong hummed, and then ordered: "Send people to pay more attention to the movements of the governor's Yamen. We would like to see how he Mingxing wiped us out."

…

Mingxing, the governor of Shandong, felt that he was going crazy and couldn't care less about Zhu Xiaosong or Zhu Dasong.

After originally posting the announcement that Zhu Ni had been eliminated according to Fu Ankang's wishes, many forces in the Yanzhou Prefecture and Yizhou Prefecture that were ready to move calmed down, which also made Mingxing breath a sigh of relief and planned to take advantage of the opportunity to find out about Zhu Xiaosong.

When there is an opportunity to get the news, first fill up all the patrol officers in the governor's Yamen.

However, one wave after another broke out. Before Mingxing could finish replenishing the soldiers in the governor's Yamen and Fubiao here, peasant associations broke out in many villages in Yizhou.

This is very fatal.

Originally, even if those mud-legged people wanted to kill the gentry to share the money and food, it was just a spontaneous action of the mud-legged people. It was inevitable that some of them would succeed and some of them would fail. Even if hundreds of villages could succeed, it would not have any impact on the whole of Shandong.

After all, there are more failed villages.

However, since the emergence of the peasant association, those villages that had not yet killed the gentry to distribute money and grain, and those that had already failed once, quickly established the peasant association, and it often happened that several villages were connected in series with each other.

Damn it, one village may not be able to handle a gentry, but what about when several villages unite?

The number of exterminated gentry increased sharply!

What's even more terrible is that the peasant association is not only present in Mengyin County, but has spread everywhere. Now there are peasant associations in villages even in Yanzhou. These daring bastards have even brought down all the counties.

The government officials sent by the magistrate to collect the spring tax of the forty-ninth year of Qianlong were all beaten back!

If this continues, it will probably be meaningless whether Zhu Xiaosong suppresses it or not, because these peasant associations alone are enough to kill Mingxing, the governor of Shandong. If the peasant associations unite to resist taxes and food, what is the difference between this and rebellion?

?

If farmers' unions broke out in the entire Shandong, wouldn't it mean that the entire Shandong was in rebellion?

How can the master go to Jiangnan?

In the end, Mingxing, the governor of Shandong, was not responsible!

These damn mud!

Mingxing had a gloomy donkey face, and looked at his several prefects and prefects with unkind eyes. After a long while, he asked: "Can any of you tell me what to do now?"

The prefects under Mingxing looked at each other in disbelief, especially Yan Xiangqing, the prefect of Yizhou, who even wanted to die.

The Peasant Association was the first to appear in Yizhou. The first place where the government officials who collected taxes and grains were sent back was in Mengyin County under Yizhou. Of course, the magistrate of Mengyin County would be unlucky, and the magistrate of Yizhou, Yan Xiangqing, would also be in trouble.

No good.

No, Mr. Futai is obviously asking everyone, but his eyes are fixed on this prefect!

Yan Xiangqing secretly cursed those mud-legged people for causing harm to others, but suddenly he got wise and cupped his hands and replied: "I am reporting this to Mr. Futai. I thought that since the peasant associations in each village have already appeared and cannot be banned, it would be better to transform them into civil servants."

Change passiveness into activeness, and lead the peasant associations in various places to my advantage?"

Hearing what Yan Xiangqing said, Mingxing couldn't help but feel a little interested. After humming, he asked, "Tell me, how do you turn passive into active?"

Seeing that Master Futai was interested in his proposal, Yan Xiangqing suddenly felt confident.

Yan Xiangqing considered it carefully, then cupped his hands and replied: "The so-called prosperity in the world is all for profit, and the hustle and bustle every day is all for profit. If we can give those people from the peasant association an official position and a half-dozen positions, and then give them some money,

It’s not like these people can’t be used by me?”

However, Mingxing rejected Yan Xiangqing's proposal without thinking: "No! If we give them official positions, wouldn't it lead to everyone in the world to follow suit? Who is willing to live in a cold window for ten years? This trend cannot last long!

"

Yan Xiangqing did not give up, but bowed and said: "Master Futai, please calm down. The purpose of lowering officials is to give them the status of officials. They are not in the mainstream, but they have official status. The county yamen in various places will give them some salary.

Can these mud-legged people not be tempted?"

"If the people from the peasant association can be used by me, then the Baojia in each village will be useless, but it will be better than when there was Baojia."

"Without anyone to cover for Zhu Ni, wouldn't Zhu Ni have nowhere to hide?"

Mingxing suddenly felt a little moved again.

If you are one of those poor people, what is the purpose of joining the farmers' association? Isn't it just to make your life better!

If you can have the status of an official and get money, wouldn't you live a good life? There may be a risk of rebellion and losing your head if you join the peasant association, but there is no such risk if you work for the government!

If you think about it from another person’s perspective, isn’t it obvious whether you should continue to join the farmers’ association or choose to become an official?

If we could take this opportunity to find the hiding place of the traitor Zhu Xiaosong and destroy him, wouldn't it be a great achievement?

Thinking of this, Mingxing's face suddenly became better, and he praised: "Yes, Magistrate Yan is really talented and knowledgeable, and it is not in vain that I value you."

Yan Xiangqing was overjoyed, and said with cupped hands: "All this is Master Futai's clever plan, but I just said it through the mouth of the official. Thank you very much, Mr. Futi, for your cultivation!"

Ming Xing hummed, and the joy on his face became even stronger: "Stop flattering and focus your attention on serving your master. By the way, this time I will first choose a few people under your Yizhou Prefecture.

We will try it out in one village, and if it works, we will roll it out to other state capitals.”

Yan Xiangqing was even more delighted - if he implements it first under his own rule, and if it is reliable, he will implement it on a large scale. Will his name be mentioned in front of the emperor? This is an opportunity for promotion!

Yan Xiangqing, who was getting more and more passionate, immediately resigned from Mingxing and hurried back to Yizhou Prefecture. He hurriedly called all the magistrates of Yizhou, large and small, together.

Yan Xiangqing first scolded all the magistrates, trying to vent out all the grievances he had suffered at the governor's office. Then he told the magistrates about the idea of ​​converting the peasant association into an official, and asked them to pick a few villages when they returned.

Trial.

And all the magistrates, large and small, under the jurisdiction of Yizhou Prefecture are also very enthusiastic.

Originally, the formation of an organization like the Peasants' Association under my rule to resist grain and taxes was already considered a serious crime. Even if I could barely save my head, I would probably not be able to keep my official position. Now that the prefect has come up with such a good idea,
Chapter completed!